Success Is the Best Revenge {Book 1} **Watty Awards 2012**

Chapter 11: Now Is Better Than Never

"Alea!" I heard a voice call from across the parking lot. I was leaned over, with my feet on the ground.

I groaned.

"Alea! Are you OK!" The person came closer.

"I'm fine." I looked up and saw it was Rick Marvis, the web design director at Green Brooks Academy.

"Oh, hello Rick. I'm not exactly..um, feeling well right now." I said pulling a napkin from the glove compartment.

"It's OK. I've seen much worse." he said with a sympathetic smile. He held his hand out to help me up.

I stared at it and slowly took it and eased out of the car, stepping over my vomit.

He began looking at the vomit on the ground with a disgusted look.  "Gosh, do you have any organs left?" 

I laughed. "I doubt it."

"What happened?" He helped me clean myself up.

"Just started feeling really sick and boom, this morning's breakfast all over the ground." I said weakly.

"I see." He said, recovering from the atrocious sight.

"Sorry about this. Did you need something?" I said as nicely as I could.

"I was trying to call you on your work number but I didn't get an answer, so I came over. I need to reschedule your presentation for sometime later this month. There will be a school-wide test tomorrow."

As I was looking at him more closely, I noticed he was a very handsome man. He had dark, clear skin, a wide bright smile and gentle hazel eyes. My eyes moved down to his body. He seemed to bit very fit and his clothes fit his body nicely. 

"Alea?"

I snapped out of my daze and looked back at his mischievous grin. "Sorry about that. I was just um..admiring your shoes." I said nervously.

He smiled again. Oh, how I love that smile. "I'm pretty sure my shoes aren't at my torso."

I laughed stupidly. "I mean I was looking at your.." I looked down at the buttons on his shirt. "Buttons. I was looking at your buttons." I said nodding my head like an idiot.

He laughed. "I love your sense of humor." 

I giggled like a naughty school girl. What was wrong with me? I was with Sean.

He grinned. "So, you care to tell me why you really threw up?" 

"Just found out some information that I really didn't want to know." I said, moving my hair away from my face. He helped me.

"You still look really pretty." He said, in that dreamy tone you usually witness in romance movies.

I grinned. "Thanks."

He took my hand and looked at it. "Single?"

I was lost for words. "Uh, no. I have a boyfriend." I said, trying not to stutter. God, he was hot.

His face sunk a little. He put down my hand. "Ah, I see. They always take the good ones." He said, smiling a little.

"How old are you?"

"I'm 28 and yourself?" He asked politely.

"I'm 26." 

"Pretty young thing." He said, laughing.

We stood there gazing at each other for a minute, until I broke the gaze. "Well, I have to get going. It was nice meeting you." I said opening the door of my car.